CHAPTER 115
CHAPTER 115
Not wanting to disturb her from her restful sleep, I carefully untangled my limbs from hers and got out of the bed. I kissed Bonnie's forehead subsequently, then walked toward the room's balcony, ensuring to shut the glass-fronted door dividing the room as well as the adjoining balcony.
I put my hands inside my pocket and brought out my phone. I wished then that I had gone to the hospital earlier when there were policemen around.
Keeping my phone close to my ear, I waited for the other person to pick up.
"It must be so special that you keep calling me today."
“You told me it would take a while for Ryan to be able to recover or do anything.”
“Yes, because you dealt with him and he could hardly walk. What with the question? I thought I explained to you earlier!” Fedora’s confused voice took over the phone.
"Bonnie was attacked and I gotta know who the fuck did it. I'm telling you, I'm going to ruin that person!" Fedora could tell I had venom in my voice and she knew I was determined. "Attacked? Fuck, is she okay?"
"Thank God, she and the baby are fine but she's pretty bad shape because she did have some injuries."
"I apologize for that."
But Ryan is still out in California. I'm sure of that, unless he's got someone on the outside, doing something questionable for him.
"I've got to go, Fedora. I need to call the people who can help me get to the truth about this.
"Call me and let me know what you learn. I'll do my best to see what I can learn too.".
I sighed and hung up. I was busy searching for some of my contacts on my phone when a call came through.
It was a number I did not recognize but I picked up anyway, cupping the phone against my ear.
"I said you were no good for my sister. Who the fuck is Ingrid?" I recognized that it was O'Shea's angry voice.
"Wha….what am I to do? What do you mean?"
"Save that crap and answer my bloody question! I haven't got time for silly jokes. My sister and my niece's life is the issue at hand here."
I took a deep breath, "She's my wife. Why did you mention her name? You know her before now?"
O'Shea grumbled some incomprehensible phrases. "You are nothing but bad luck to my sister and I don't know why she isn't coming to realize it.".
"Look, I know you hate me but you don't need to speak ill of me and the situation between me and Bonnie. If there is something we need to address then better you talk about it and cease affecting personalities.
"It's too pathetic that you are still so prideful despite having brought all this tragedy to our lives."
"Shut up, O'Shea. Get to the point and stop trying to play some hate on me. Why the hell do you ask about Ingrid? Are you stalking my past now?"
"Believe me I have better things to do than to pull up at your past."
"Then why all the hate? Why are you asking about Ingrid?"
"I received a call from the police. The truck driver admitted that Ingrid had paid him to dispose of Bonnie."
I stopped in my tracks upon hearing thus.
"You see when I say that being with you is risky for my sister? Tell me, what the hell is your ex-wife's business? You are surrounded by crazies who continue to hurt my sister. First, your mother, and now, your ex"
"I understand what you're saying here, O'Shea, but you don't have to be so annoyed with me or you don't think I'm happy with all that's happening?"
My marriage to Ingrid was not voluntary. I did it in an effort to keep the company at home but nothing ever came out of it between us. We were never intimate. We just lived in the same house and could even go without seeing or talking with each other for days. The house belonged to my parents and I hardly even lived there as I had my own apartment.
My divorce with Ingrid was a success and she swindled me by acquiring an enormous quantity of the things I possessed. I really do not understand why she is doing all this. As much as I can remember, I owe her nothing. Even love.
"But she wants Bonnie murdered?" O'Shea's irate voice was heard through the phone. "She must still have a liking for you or something because if not, she wouldn't go around messing with my sister."
"I would lie too if I say that I am confused but I'm going to take care of it."
And before you proceed to jeer at me, let it be known that I am not happy about all this that is happening. At the end of it all, I am only human and a man who irrationally loves your sister. I would never intentionally hurt her either. I'm going to be even more cautious to protect her, please trust me.
"Don't trust you and nor do I like you. I have to tolerate you just because of my sister's stubbornness. But just get on with whatever the fuck you have to do to make sure this kind of thing doesn't happen again."
"I am not your enemy, O'Shea. Or do you think I'm overjoyed about this having happened?"
"Don't try to appeal to me on the grounds of sympathy because you won't receive any. I don't get along with you but I will try my best to be civil towards you as Bonnie's safety is also precious to me."
"Where is Ingrid? When was the last time you had any contact with her? She is obviously going to spend the rest of her days behind bars."
"I don't know because she does travel a lot but I heard she came back to Chicago after the divorce."
"I'm gonna find her and she's gonna pay for this. I promise you." "I hope so."
"Trust me, and do keep me in the know with anything you get from the cops."
O'Shea didn't say anything but ended the call.
I sighed and moved my phone away from my ear.
As much of an influence as I am, I had so many waiting at my beck that I found myself scrolling through my contact list, looking to see who would be the best to call to do the job.
After dialing the particular number, I put the phone back in my ear, expecting the subject to pick up my call. "Good day Sir," A deep and rumbling voice ensued.
"I require your help, Ten'on. Do you know where Ingrid is?"
"She was in Italy the previous week from what she posted on her website but I have no clue if she's still there."
"I require you to locate where she is presently."
"Right away, Sir. Anything further?"
"I need trusted security staff here in Fareo Island. About 6 to 8 staff members who can report immediately to work."
"That should not be an issue, Boss. I will take care of it. You can text me an address and I will send one of the men to locate you."
"Provide the person with my number in case you have to call me."
"No issue, Sir. Anything else?"
Thank you," I said to her before hanging up.
I then went to the phone settings and unblocked a particular contact, then called the number via facetime audio.
Hand in pocket and the other on my ear, I waited as the phone rang slowly as I slowly walked up and down the balcony.
No response was given.
I was going to text but I changed my mind and called the number again.
"Call me smart pants. I definitely know how to get your attention."
"You have got to be crazy? You killed the woman that I love just so you can get my attention?"
"Look, I don't care about anyone, least of all the poor brat you say you love. This is what happens when you throw me over for some nobody!"
"What sort of being are you? Why can't you be so wicked? You nearly killed your fellow human and you are so nonchalant about it? What the dickens?"
"She is not my fellow human being. She's a commoner. And for God's sake, stop yelling at me. I was only doing what I'm obligated to do. You know it does not require anything from me to get rid of those who get in my way."
"You are nothing but a coward and a psycho. So this is how low you can go?"
"If you have any trouble, why don't you try to get it out of me? You have to go all the way just to hurt an innocent woman?"
"No, I don't care about her. I promise you. She's not the target!"
"Then what in the world do you want? Why are you doing all of these?"
"Bonnie is pregnant, is she? The intention is to kill the baby."
"If harm comes to Bonnie, my unborn son, or my daughter, I promise I'm going to do whatever it takes to destroy you and your family from the earth's face."
"I am not going to be threatened by your threats."
"Test disobeying me and you will find out that J'onn Condex does not give empty threats."
"Forgetting that I also come from a rich family? My parents would never let you imprison me. Never!"
"And also forgetting that my parents are far more Powerful than your parents. You had best beware, Ingrid, for before I am finished with you, you will regret the day you ever disobeyed me!"
"And I'm not going to forget this. You can expect an accounting for what you've done to my baby."
I heard her laugh. "What is the world that you see in her? She is so ugly-looking in the pictures that Ryan showed me."
"You and Ryan? Now everything makes sense. You two are nothing but bastards who deserve one another." I snapped back with so much venom in my voice. I wished I had gotten rid of Ryan when I had the opportunity or I wished I were standing face to face with Ingrid or Ryan today so that I could treat them like they should be treated. I was never a person who would place hands on a woman but Ingrid overstepped.